A/N: I leave you with the next chapter.

Title: Who am I?

Chapter: 4 - Friend or Foe?

Sunlight streamed through the velvet curtains of the grand manner making it seem illuminated in every nook and cranny. Joe and Francoise paced back and forth, worry etched on their face. Each looked at the phone for a moment and then became distraught after seeing that it would not ring. "Where could my mother be, she was supposed to be back by now." Joe said as a sigh escaped him, he felt exhausted. "I can't imagine that anything could happen to her, I mean with all those bodyguards and all." Joe smiled and said weakly; "You couldn't imagine how easily a bodyguard is too distract or escape." Joe grinned and remembered his countless escapades and then suddenly realized the situation at hand. His mother had said that she would back in three hours at most, and it had been five hours since her departure. Francoise wouldn't tell Joe where his mother went. "Francoise are you sure you can't tell me?" Francoise nodded meekly and said; "It's a girl thing, if you don't mind." Joe blushed and nodded embarrassedly."

The past few days had flown by to Francoise. It seemed as if, everything was in place, except for one thing; her memory. At times she would wrack her brain until due to exhaustion she would have to discontinue doing so. Her sudden amnesia couldn't possibly be normal. She couldn't have lived for 18 years of her life and suddenly one day not remembered any of it. Then something hit her, was she really 18? How could she know? Francoise struggled in exasperation and collapsed. Joe watched her tentatively from the corner of his eye. His concern was not only for his mother, but for this person whom he really didn't know. All he really knew about her was that her name was Francoise, and that she had become lost, nothing more. Was it even possible to feel concern for someone whom you don't know?

Francoise watched as Joe retreated to his room, signing once again. She felt sympathy rise inside of her and was about to call his name, when at the last minute she decided not to. This didn't involve her, she didn't belong here. She was bothering them, she was a nuisance. Francoise felt like an intruder at that minute. Wasn't she intruding in these people's lives? He had offered her the simple gift of an umbrella, was she taking advantage of that?

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Joe felt more exhausted than he had ever in his life. Perhaps it was the pressure of being who he was, representing who he mother was. Not only that but he wanted to get out of the manner as fast as possible. His mother had not allowed him much time to visit his father now and then, and even when he did it was only for a short time. Joe stopped pacing once he heard his mother voice from downstairs. He could not hear clearly what she was saying and so he decided; now that he knew she was safe, to relax a bit. After all, he wanted to speak to his mother about attempting to visit his father again, and that would be no easy feat.

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Francoise sat down in a silk covered chair and sighed, she also was exhausted. It couldn't have taken Joe's mother to find the items that she had requested this long, especially since his mother really didn't shop, her servants did. Francoise didn't want to seem like a pessimist or negative so she didn't mention a word. A maid came in rushing, almost tripping on the carpet. "Miss...Miss Francoise, Mrs. Tyler is here and it seems she has brought someone along. Soon enough as the maid had informed her, Mrs. Tyler came through the hallway with a young girl, approximately Francoise age. "Ah yes dear, call Joe down. He must be worried sick about me; kind of funny isn't it.... Anyway, I'm sure that he will be glad to see his childhood friend again." Francoise nodded uneasily and then asked; Mrs. Tyler, what is her name?"

Mrs. Tyler smiled and said in a cheerful voice; "Yes of course, you might as well know Joe's wife to be, in my plans of course." The girl shivered uneasily and Mrs. Tyler seemed to ignore it. "Francoise dear, meet Cynthia."

A/N: Well was the end unexpected to some of you? I hope so, thanks for all the reviews guys! And as all authors say and I think you guys have it memorized by now; R/R!

~Sorrowful~